The couple standing at the door was dressed very appropriately, clearly successful businesspeople; otherwise, they wouldn't have bought this house.
Even at the lowest selling price, this house is beyond the reach of the average salaried class.
Its location and size here make it relatively cheap only compared to other houses in this area.
The host turned around, happily walked over to them, and extended his hand, "Mr. Zhu, Mrs. Zhu, you're back!"
Mr. Zhu hurriedly shook hands with him, but his gaze was wandering in the daughter's room.
He seemed to be looking for something, with an unconcealed urgency in his eyes.
His wife was smaller and also stood on tiptoe, following his gaze into the house.
Mr. Zhuge was sitting on the chaise under the window. He noticed the expression of the couple at the door and felt they must be looking for him.
After all, he was the most famous among the eight people here.
